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Yours truly Johnny Dollar Cereal. Now, as oh almost always, we will
be bringing you episodes one and two today of the five part serial, and
then we will bringing you episodes three through five on Friday. So if you
want to listen to all five parts at once, you can go ahead and
pause this episode and come back to it on Friday. But now, from
September third and fourth of nineteen fifty six, it's the Curse of Camashack Matter,
Episodes one and two from Hollywood. It's time now for Johnny Dollar Jimmy
Sayer an allied life. Johnny, Oh, hi, Jim, how are
you? The way I feel now, the way I'm going to feel depends
on you. Okay, let's have it. Remember a guy named King Tutt
jimpshen mummy they dug out of a tomb full of treasure a few years ago.
That's right, Well, they'll tell me a hell of policy on him,
No, Jim, seriously. Now you'll also remember there was supposed to
be a curse on anybody who molested this tomb. Yeah, supposed to be.
But of course anybody knows that stuff's a lot of monkey is it Isn't
it? At a reserve judgment, Johnny, until you hear about the Curse
of Kamashek Tonight and every weekday night, Bob Bailey in the Transcribed Adventures of
the Man with the Action Packed Expenser cout America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator, Yes
truly, Johnny Dollar. Expense account submitted by special Investigator Johnny Dollar to the
inter Allied Life Insurance Company Hertford, Connecticut, following as an account of expenditures
during my investigation of the cursive commashek matter expense account out of one one dollar
even taxi to the office of inter Allied Life to talk with Jim Sayer.
The conference was brief and not very enlightening. I'd much rather have you seen
mister Turnbull and get the story from him yourself. As I said in the
beginning, he's a very important client. What's more, to the point,
he can tell you about it much better than I can. Jim to corn
a cliche, you're being just as clear as mud. Also, by the
way, he specifically asked for you. Oh how come, Well, it
seems he liked the way you handler Parkinson case a couple of years ago.
Oh yeah, Emily Parkinson, the widow who died. Yeah, yeah,
that's the one. She was his sister. And well, go down and
see him, Johnny, I honestly can't tell you anything more than I already
have about the thing. James, you have told me nothing, but he
can and you can pick up a nice fee on it as a favorite to
me. Now for that nice fee, Jim promised to phone Eric Turnbull,
and I was on my way and I ran up items two and three four
dollars and twenty cents for a quick lunch and trained ver to Stanford. There
I was met by a chaufford Carr and driven to Turnbull's house far out of
the town on Birchbrook Road. It was set on one of the biggest,
most beautifully landscaped pieces of property I'd ever seen. The final home looked as
though it had stood there and all it straight laces dignity for a hundred years
and stalid against the changing world, would stand for another hundred. Contrast,
a lithe clean stoota make a golden Hawk was parked in the sweeping driveway at
the front Haskins. The chauffeur had explained on the way that he doubled his
butler, so I wasn't particularly surprised when he opened the door for me,
since he received the cool about your comings. You are to go right in
while I take the motor car to the gata. And this he glanced at
the golden hawk, quickly back of me. Then, having left the word
unless hanging in midair, climbed back behind the wheel and drove all well,
he said God. Inside the house was a classic From the tile floorid reception
room, with its walls of oak and a broad staircase leading to the second
floor. I could look into the huge living room, finished in polished mahogany,
with a leaded glass window at one side and thick oriental rugs on the
floor, a fireplace that seemed to take in a whole wall, find mahogany
furniture that globe with a beautiful patina. Beyond that, I could see the
library, golden and walnuts, And sitting at a broad desk was a man,
his face red with anger, shaking his fist, and a very attractive
girl of twenty two or three, who stood before him, obviously distressed by
what was going on. Don't call me uncle, Eric. I'm not your
uncle now, and by Heaven, if I have my way, I never
will be. Y're not married to him yet, my girl, and if
I have anything to say about it, too. Ooh ooh, mister Dollar,
isn't it Yes, sir, mister Turndle, that's right, Come in,
come in, and dorothy, mister Dollar, and I wish to be
alone. The girl stood there for a brief moment, looking at the man
with an expression of utter futility in her face. Then, without so much
as a glance at me, he turned and left by the door that I
ad just added. Come in, mister Dollar, come in, please,
thank you. I'm sorry about this. Somewhat embarrassing to you, I'm sure,
but it's well, it's something i'll have to tell you about late.
Sit down. Please, thanks. I poor you would drink. I must
confess that if he like it, he was one at the moment. No,
no, thanks, mister Turnbull. I think I'll pass it. I
suppose it is a little early, but well, good luck now, Jim
Sayer and then her ally tells me you have an insurance problem. Actually not
yet. I'll be perfectly frank with you, mister Dollard. Please do I'm
asking you to help me, not as an insurance investigator, but as a
man. I feel like I trust, but you don't really know me,
mister Turnbull. Oh, on the contrary, I do very well as a
result of your handling in the case of my widowed sister, Emily, which
he died a few years ago. As a matter of fact, you and
I met very briefly at the time. Oh yeah, yeah, of course.
Emily Parkinson the case in vrond a lot of phony relatives who file claims
on her estate. That's right, And you're clever trapping those false claimants and
that cheap attempts to gain part of Emily's fortune. I understand that several of
them are still serving sentences. Yeah, I believe so, which is quite
what they deserve. If there's anything I I did test in this world,
it's dishonestatele Well, I guess most of us feel their way about it.
Of course we do, if we have any shred of human dignity. Yeah,
but now, what is your problem? It concerns Donald, Emily's son,
my nephew. I had expected him to arrive here before you. But
suppose I go ahead, anyway, go ahead. Well, when her husband
died, Emily was left with a considerable estate and their only child, Donald.
The state's worth a million now, with not too many years ahead of
us, she wasn't well She had lavished everything on the boy, the best
of private schools, travel to Europe, all the things that befit one of
our social and financial status. Before she died, she carefully put all of
the money into a trust for Donald, a rather unique arrangement which I control
until he reaches the age of thirty. What would happen if he didn't survive
you? What had all passed to you? Oh? Yes, yes,
but of course I have no particular need of it. When I sold Turdbull
Enterprises some years ago, I think you can see I'm pretty well fixed investments,
you know now. At any rate. Since his mother died, Donald
has been living here with me in accordance with her request that I care for
him, and I've been glad to do it right. Love the boy very
dearly. How old is he? By the way, twenty five will be
twenty six in October. And what's he doing for a living? That's the
whole point. There's no need for him to work for a living, as
you put it. But in college, against my better judgment, he majored
in archaeology and egyptology. What did you want him to study business? That's
of course. Forgive me for being so blunt Dollar, But I see no
sense whatsoever it is taking the fortune and his father spent so many years building
up and squandering and a lot of Oh oh, Donald, come in,
come in. I received word at the club you wish to see me,
Uncle Larry. What is it this, oh, miss Dollar is my nephew,
Donald Cruvein. We've been talking about you, Donald, oh, as
a result of a newspaper write mind, just read to the effect that you're
preparing for another expedition. That's right, sir, I'm going to the ancient
city of Thebes in e Egypt. Since my trip last fall, I've done
a lot of reading and research in New York and London. I'm convinced I've
located the ancient tomb of the pharaoh Kamashek. Advanced party has already begun excavation.
I'll join them there. Do you realize the cost of this this thing,
Uncle Eric. It promises to be one of the most important archaeological finds
of the century. You mean it might be if I let you go,
You let me go, Uncle Eric, Perhaps mister Dollar, mister, can
hear anything I have to say to you, you see, dollar Ware finally
getting to the point yeah, Donald, I'll make no bones about it.
I'm quite fed up with your wasting your time on these stupid, pointless expeditions.
That's not the way the museum feels about them, sir, Well,
that's the way I feel about ways. Please, sir Donald. Isn't that
your collection for Yugatan that the museum recently acquired? Why yes, sir,
My party and I were able to I'm sure we don't care about your party
and you. You're not only wasting your time, but your mommy, the
mommy you off harves struggle an entire lifetime to get that money was left for
me to spend in any way I see fit. Provided you're handling of it
meets my approval, and the estate passes completely into your hands, you can
do anything you like when it buy the Brooklyn Bridge. If you are you
probably will, But until then I am legally in control of it. And
now, finally, I have every intention of exercising that control, at least
to the extent of seeing you don't squander any more of it on these fool
hardy expeditions. I take it you've made several Donald, yes, sir,
and he's opposed me in all of them. Because sooner or later you've got
to learn it. As the wealthy son of a family, it's up to
you to carry out the tradition that's been set for you, to increase the
fortune that's power of your family name, build even greater financial power, not
to throw it away. Do you call my contributions to science and history a
waste of money? Out Look, my boy, there is nothing selfish about
my attitude in this manner, and I'm thinking only of you and your future,
the family name that you alone are left to uphold. Well, why
don't you give up this ass nine idea of going to Egypt? No,
sir, what do you mean? No? Let me finish. There's no
point in you're saying anymore. Uncle, I'm going to explore the tomb of
kamashak Colish here. I've made all the arrangements, obtain the sponsorship of the
music, notified the universities that are interested in my work. I say you're
not going, and I say I am, sir, you young fool.
Don't you realize that I'm in a position to cut you off with out a
penny? If you think I care, Uncle, Eric, you're crazy,
and by heaven I will so help me. Donald. I've tried to avoid
this kind of situation, but you and your idiotic bullheadedness you're run a disregard
with the responsibility and importance of your family social status, have made it inevitable.
Now it's come in spite of all I've tried to do, and by
Heaven, I'll cut you off without him. Wait a minute, Donald,
where are you going Egypt? In the moment or two before Turnbull recovered his
poise enough to speak to me, my mind raised this whole situation offered a
big flock of wild possibilities. Obviously. The two were at sword points,
had been for some time, apparently, and I began to wonder about this.
Turnbull had no need of Donald's money, yet he seemed determined to keep
him from spending it, and now would look to me like a very worthy
expedition. If Donald died, Turnbull had said, the estatement passed to him.
Oh and something else. I wanted to find out about the girl who's
been there when I arrived? Why? Why? Why did I want to
know or need any answers? What did this whole affair possibly have been to
me? I'm no family counselor, I'm and I guess I spoke that thought
out aloud. I'm an insurance investigator, yes, dollar, which is another
reason why I need your help in mis fair. But I just don't see
it, mister turn afraid I must apologize for that little scene a moment ago.
Now there's no need to. It was interesting, to say the least.
Well, we didn't touch on the one thing that I wanted you to
know about that girl. Are of the hotnesses so called fiance? Oh,
thanks to a generous allowance plus fees from the museum and some of the universities,
Donald's insured his life for one hundred thousand dollars, fifty thousand for the
museum and a like amount for the girl through inner Allie. Yes, I'll
put it to your bluntly. She has prodded him to go on these expeditions,
and I believe she somehow hopes to engineer his death during this Commashek project
in order to collect on that policy. Do I make myself clear if anything
was clear about this situation, I certainly couldn't see that more things had come
flying at me from on the left field during the past half hour than I
could cope with, and I wanted time to organize some kind of thinking.
So I used a corny old device glance at my watch, said something about
being late for an appointment back in Hyford. I apologize, promise to talk
with him again tomorrow when there'd be more time. Haskins drove me back to
the station and courteously waited until the train pulled in and then left. And
it was then I noticed a little student ker golden hawk that I'd seen at
the house pull up beside the platform, and the girl, Dorothy Harkness,
jumped out and ran over to it. Mister Donald, I had to wait
for Haskins to leave so we wouldn't see me. Oh, I must talk
to you. Please call me. Here's the number. Is this about Donald?
Yes, because of the danger he's in from mister Turnbull. No,
and you must believe me from the cursive Comasheck, Johnny Dollar, I have
you called the Stamford sir? Oh? Thank you operator. Hello. Oh,
mister Dollar, I'm so glad you've called. Well, you seem pretty
anxious to talk about something, Miss Harkness. I am about Donald and his
uncle and Donald's plan for the expedition to Egypt to dig up the remains of
the old Farah kamask Yes, can you come over here to see me please?
When I talked to you on the station platform a while ago, you
said something about the cursive commasck. Yes, mister Dollar. Isn't that nothing
more or less than superstition? No, huh, I'm afraid that in this
case, mister Dollar, it can mean nothing more nor less than murder.
I'll take the first train tonight and every weekday night. Bob Bailey, in
the Transcribed Adventures of the Man with the Action Packed Expenser cout America's Fabulous freelance
insurance investigator as truly Johnny Dollar. From Special Investigator Johnny Dollar to Winter Allied
Life Insurance Company Crutchfield Square, Hertford, Connecticut assignment. The curs of commashek
matter expense account continued it Am four three twenty cave to the station train fare
from Hartford to Stamford and cab to the modest but attractive apartment of Dorothy Harkness.
The short trip gave me time to think. Eric Turnbull, wealthy retired
businessman call me in on this case. Turn Bull, uncle of young Donald
Cronin and turning in control of a large trust fund for the boy Turnbull,
who was determined to prevent him from making an expedition to the tomb of Kamascheck
on the excuse that he suspected a plot against the boy's life engineered by Dorothy
Harkness, who was not only Donald's fiance but a beneficiary of his one hundred
thousand dollars life policy. So a talk with Dorothy Harkness seemed very much in
order. Oh, come in, mister Dollar. I'm so glad you were
willing to come and talk with me. How are you, miss Harkness?
You make me sound so old? It's Dorothy. Won't you sit down?
Huh, thank you? But before we go any furthered Dorothy, I think
you ought to understand that I'm an insurance investigator and so far know that Donald
told me his uncle was going to send for you. But there's been no
claim file, no reason for one. I know mister Turnbull does well kind
of unusual things now and then, and I guess this is one of them,
unless he's trying to prevent whatever might cause a claim to be filed.
Mister Dollar, I don't know what mister Turnbull has told you about me,
but I'm sure it wasn't good. I'm afraid we don't get along very well.
Well, it's pretty obvious he doesn't like your interest in his nephew Donald.
I've known Donald since school, mister Dollar, and we hope to get
married, at least Donald does. Oh and what about you, Well,
I don't know. I don't know. I got the impression for, mister
Turnbull, you were doing a pretty good job of getting Donald into your clutches.
That isn't the way it is at all. We've been seeing a great
deal of each other, and Donald has asked me to marry him, and
I'm fond of him, mister Doller, terribly fond of him, so far
as Mary is concerned. I'm not sure. What do you mean. I
can't help wondering all the time if he isn't hoping to marry me just as
a well as an escape from his uncle. Huh? Would you marry him?
If I was sure of him, you'd be sure of an awful lot
of money, Dorothy, the minit he reached thirty, That is, mister
Turnbull has poisoned your mind, mister Doller. What money Donald has or may
have, has nothing to do with it. That sort of thinking is filthy,
I am. I guess you mean that, don't you do? Think?
Yes, I think I've loved Donald ever since my father brought him into
the museum. Your father, yes, he's curator of archaeology. Well,
how does he feel about Donald and you? His only interested in Donald is
in the money, the financial support he gives the museum. Oh, since
mother died, he it's become a grasping, self centered old man whose only
interest is in the museum. So I don't live with him anymore. Well,
then, I take it he opposes any thought of your marrying Donald.
He wants me to string him along raise money and scientific contributions. But Donald
is making something of himself instead of wasting his life in idle luxuries. Mister
Turnbull would have it, Oh would he rather have done increase the family fortune?
No, no, just not spend it. That's all he cares about.
So if anything should happen to Donald, there would be more left for
mister Eric Turnbull. And that's I called you because I'm afraid that if Donald
does go on this expedition to Egypt, something will happen to him. Oh
no, wait a minute. Turnbull is objected strenuously to this latest expedition.
You don't know them yet, either of them. They're of the same stock,
and they're both stubborn, determined, and willful. And his uncle is
clever, clever enough to play on this stubbornness, capitalize on it. What's
supposed to mean? He knows that the surest way to keep Donald from doing
something is to insist that he do it. It's always been that way.
Are you sure you haven't been reading too much psychology? It's true, And
in spite of Donald's academic maturity, he's almost like a child in some things
emotional sometimes that that's another reason why I wonder if Donald really wants to marry
me, if he loves me enough, or if he's simply rebelling against his
uncle. You feel in that mister Turnbull is opposing the expedition to be sure
that Donald will make it. Yes, because he doesn't quietly reason with Donald
talk things out. He shouts, he storms, he threatens, and then
gets Don's back hair up. It makes him more determined to go than ever.
Wouldn't do the same to you. Maybe, so I'm afraid that if
he does go, he'll never come back. You honestly don't want him to
go. No, just what you think might happen to him? This curse
of kamishek you mentioned, I think that would be the excuse for his uncle
to have something happen to him. What is this curse? Do you remember
King Tutankhamon? Well, I remember hearing and reading something about him, old
Egyptian pharaoh. His tomb had a curse on it too, But because they
believed it would yield important historical data and some of the treasure of those ancient
dynasties, an expedition went to the Valley of the Kings and excavated it.
Anyhow, really on this stuff, won't you? Because of Donald's interest in
it, I guess, But listen to me. One after another people who
were involved in that expedition died under very mysterious circumstances. Yeah, I remember,
even Lord Carnovan himself. They said that he died from the results of
a mosquito bite and pneumonia. But the other deaths were not so easily explained
away, not even by able scientists and doctors. You believe in the curse
of king touched them. And now the cursive kamishik no oh, I don't
for what you just told me there have been too many other tombs, all
bearing warnings, where the people who dug under them touched the treasures, and
them even touched the remains of the King's had no harm. It all come
to them. Well, then, I'm afraid I don't see what you're driving
at this, Johnny. Any mysterious death of someone who's explored one of these
ancient tombs will be accepted as a result of the curse, don't you see.
It's an open door to murder, you know something. To me,
it all sounds a little far fetched. No, because of Eric Turnbull,
because I'm sure he wants Donald out of the way. Where this terrible friction
between them, this antagonism that's been building up for years, and it's reached
a point where either one of them would be glad to see the other out
of the way. But Eric Turnbull is the only one who's evil enough to
do something about it, and met the sparks kind of flew between them when
I saw them toget him. And don't forget it would be to his uncle's
advantage if Donald were to die. He needs the money. Well, no,
I guess he does what you I'm doing all right at the museum,
learning enough to live on. And I'm happy, in my words, just
the same as I understand it, you'd collect half of Donald's life policy.
I hate you for even thinking about such a thing. I'd hoped you would
help me save Donald's life. Funny though, is them funny? Eric Turnbull
is my employer in this case, if there is a case, because he's
smart, he's clever. He's clever enough to know that calling you in would
help cover up anything he might do. My look, suppose Eric Turnbull did
one did plan to get rid of Donald. How I don't know, but
this I do know. And it's the thing that has scared me. On
his last expedition, And he didn't realize it until afterwards. One of the
men in his party, a man he'd selected himself, turned out to have
been paid sep by mister Turnbull. Why not? He probably wanted somebody there
to look after Donald without his knowing. Listen to me, This man caused
a couple of accidents, at least they called them, accidents that could have
caused Donald his life. Oh no, Dorothy, look, no, no,
no, I can see that you don't believe anything I've told you.
Dorothy, I think you're just building up something in your imagination. You don't
believe me, but at least do this. Remember, no matter what happens,
remember what I've told you. Somebody was lying. That was a cinch.
But who and why unless one of them really was plotting against the life
of Donald Crowman. I couldn't get it out of my head that at least
Eric Turnbull didn't need whatever money would come from Donald's death. Dorothy Harkness,
on the other hand, would gain what to her would be plenty. Sure,
nearly a Midnia wild go to Turnbull, but that would mean much less
to him than the fifty thousand insurance w her Well, there seemed to be
nothing more to say to her at the moment, so I left her and
took a cab back to the station. That's sign him five sixty five cents
and telephone to the house on Birchbrook Road, and I hope that Donald would
be home and I'd have a chance to talk to him. Hello, Oh,
mister Turnbull, this is Johnny Dollar. Oh splendid, where are you?
Well, I'm at the station, but I was calling to try and
to Haskins would drive the car down to meet you immediately. Well, now
I knew that if you thought it, oh, we would be willing to
take on this case. Uh yeah, sure, you just wait right there.
Haskins will be along a few minutes. Goodbye, Come in, mister
Donne, Thank you. But before we before we talk about this. Now,
from what I've been able to learn, Donald is planning to leave for
Egypt immediately. I checked with a friend at the Explorers Club in New York,
where the boy has been staying in these past few days. Oh,
I thought he always stayed right here with you. Well he does, except
but he's preparing for an expedition, and you are going to let him go.
How can I stop him without making him look foolish in the eyes of
his colleagues. The museum universities are so interested in his work. Yes,
I have to let him go, but with you beside him there. Of
course, I'll expect you to be with him during the entire expedition. I
remember this. No expenses to be spared in the protection of my nephew's life.
I had to go down to New York to see David Wilt he's my
stockbroker Harrison Dilman Company. While I was there. I stopped at my bank
and arranged to have some five thousand in American Express Chavel's texts ready for you.
All you have to do is go down there and sile them pick him
up if you need more Cablebae, you don't waste any time. I know
Donald he very stubborn and determined and wilful. In his present frame of mind,
he might pack up and take off at a moment's notice. And I
want to be sure you're at his side. Okay, you're the boss.
But mister Turnbull, yes, you still haven't told me why you think his
life is in any more danger on this expedition than on any of the others.
He's undertaken because that girl, Dorothy Hocness, is smart, is clever,
and because of something that happened on Donald's last expedition in Yucatas, Oh.
He didn't realize it until afterwards, but one of the men in his
party, a man he'd selected himself, turned out to be a friend of
this Dorothy Harkness. Not twenty minutes ago I heard exactly Listen to me,
this man caused a couple of accidents, at least they called them accidents that
could have caused Donald his life, and mister Donald, though lacking any proof,
I am convinced he was put up to them by the beneficiary of his
insurance policy. Dorothy Harkness. Did I say somebody was lying? Somebody had
to be lying, and by now that old feeling was beginning to come back
to me. That hunch, whatever it is, that told me somebody was
planning to kill Donald Harry Turnbull, Dorothy Harkness, who something told me I'd
better get to Donald Cronin but fast. Now here's our star to tell you
about tomorrow's episode of this week's story. Tomorrow Suddenly the reason for a carefully
planned murder becomes crystal clear, and a race against death becomes a race for
my own life. Join us, won't you? Yours Truly, Johnny Dollar.
Yours Truly Johnny Dollar is storrying. Bob Bailey is transcribed in Hollywood.
It is produced and directed by Jack Jehlenstone, who also wrote this week's story.
Be sure to join us tomorrow night at same time in station for the
next exciting episode of Yours Truly Johnny Dollar. Roy Rowan speaking Welcome back.
Well over these first two episodes, We've gotten two different sides of the story.
I think Dorothy's is probably the more interesting one and stands out because she
seems to be coming at this different than any other character we've heard in the
serials. Dorothy talks and presents her thinking as that of an educated and emotionally
clear headed woman whose opinion is informed by her understanding of psychology and human relations,
even if she's relatively young. So she's a very distinct character. But
the question is is it she actually going to turn out to be telling the
truth? And we'll have to wait until Friday to find out. It certainly
is a bit of an irregular path for Johnny to enter the case, but
wealthy insurance company clients can get some irregular service, as we have heard repeatedly
in the course of the last few months. Well, now it's time to
think our Patreon supporter of the day, and I want to go ahead and
thank Joel. Joel has been one of our Patreon support since July of twenty
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Mitchel, my company is interested in first it too, the work he's doing.
We wouldn't want anything to happen to him. We're cutting on in for
some very valuable information all then we're willing to pay for it better. Thanks.
I'll have a chick in my pucket for him two thousand times small bonus.
And this information is in regard to Hi, Jackie Afraid and should by
company. We handle a good many firms in this area, mister Mitchell,
and the company is taking an awful beating In the past six months. The
buses have been on my neck wanting me to do something about the situation.
A job hanging by a thread. No no, no, not exactly,
but it does make a chap look bad, isn't it. Oh, I've
had some I've picked up a few operators small fry Bush League parts and they
like first it things to be on the right trail. Now he's after the
big wheel, probably behind a gigantic organization operating in the area. That's why
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